Seven Pillared Worthy House

Long miles through places of strain I've seen nothing but long time in hungered stride To the other side of worlds in decay Mind eccentric in thought of road To a mortal facing wear Bloody howl from an iron horse Falling to an eerie silence Mecca calls for eager partition of impious rule Levied resistance upon the stage of the world Beast ridden tribesmen fight in irregular war The virtues of youth are those of war Al-Houl This be cause for final revolution Daring raids hold fast to greater resolution Ordered sanctions of expedient task into war War, war, war, war A thousand camels, a thousand knives Cracking rifles, a thousand bombs A sea in which no oar is turned The Arabs strike anywhere Across the desert, against the Turks For independence, we fight! Descended command stands within Bedouin robe Under raining smoke clouds of mortal part Courage, strength, hope for the future He who brings victory is prized! Promised them freedom, independence from Ottoman rule Generals, scheming, Sykes-Picot, we were fooled The politicians, old men, know whom they scheme But a man is unsure who tells only half lies! I drew these tides of men into my hands I wrote my will across the stars To earn your people's freedom Death seemed my servant Until we came near When you smiled upon me In sorrow and envy The sunlight in the desert The taste of wild winds The new world we fought for The many lives we lived On trailing campaigns For victory we fought Stuck between the past and future Nothing is written Nothing is written Nothing is written...